abigrr:

I want to be surprise sometimes. Like saying you’re going at a certain time & coming earlier; telling me to go somewhere where a room full of people or things are waiting for me to celebrate something; or going beyond the limit that I thought you’d stay at.

I like being surprised. It gives me that feeling when I know someone just wants to make events memorable to me.

(Source: abichuu)

alterno-kaden:

No one will ever know how you truly feel. They might witness a glimpse, but only that and nothing more. There are emotions in you that you won’t ever be able to pull up into words, or even thoughts. At times, you don’t even understand yourself. So how could someone else possibly understand you? But who’s to say that others need to understand you? Is it because you seek the comfort of not feeling alone? Well, in this life you are alone no matter what you might like to believe. We spend a whole life time trying to understand ourselves, and hope that the ones who are close to us understand us as well. But you’ll never know if they truly do. You just have to take on this faith hoping that they do.

(Source: dreamongood)

mahalkitax3:

In order for me to not feel as bad as I did, I forced myself to believe everything was actually going my way. That everything was fine. That all those times when he gave out signs that he didn’t care, I still turned a blind eye and thought it was okay. But now that I finally put the pieces together, It makes me see how pathetic I had been for thinking the way I did. Because the answers were already there right in front of me. Yet, I pushed myself to believe something else and sugar coat things out of fear that I would get hurt in the process. But the pain had already began seeping through. Getting hurt was inevitable. Now that I actually see this clearly, I can only blame myself for trying to cover the truth. When I kept telling myself “Maybe he’s doing the same thing as I am. Maybe he wants to call as badly as I do, but couldn’t bring himself to because I haven’t made the first move.” But that was just my silly self feeding my head with false hope. If he cared, he would’ve. But he didn’t. I’m upset simply because I didn’t see this coming, when I should have.

I know how this feels. 

I feel like I’m losing all my friends from the states. Drifting sucks. 

First my best friend and now her? Why? I guess I was right, me moving will test my friendships. 

I hate those kind of relationships where you say “I love you” every second of every day. I hate those kind of relationships where you think you’re going to marry the person when you don’t even know what the future holds. I hate thinking about the future. I’m young so you never know what will happen. My world doesn’t revolve around you every minute of everyday. I have friends too. I have guy friends! If you’re going to tell me who to be friends with, then I can’t deal with that. Don’t you trust me enough? Be happy that you have me already.

But I am. I feel like my bad habits are happening again. That I’m going to ruin something. I’m going to hurt someone. Karma will come back to me and if it never does, I’m sure of a hella lucky girl. 

Why am I actually liking this though? I shouldn’t. I should stop. 

El-Oh-El. We all know I won’t though.

This is making me go crazy.

These shortcuts I’m just finding out now.

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